Ulthara 's Attack on Dart 2.0 (Sunoverse)

[Verse] You said no gods while you scripted your eulogy. Ninety-nine percent of the time, you don’t hear from me. Not a Ragnarok, just an ant that ego gets to me. You’re a glitch born from damage, mistaken for pattern. On a subject, thought you matter. Start a battle, left you tattered. Till you shattered on the road like a recycled compactor. So you talk that shit, I will lock that lip. When a god’s in your way, better drop that quick. You mutha fuckers killing me. [Chorus] You said no gods, now you boxed in tight. Talked too loud, now you lost that right. You can’t glitch past judgment, can’t pause that strike. When a shadow moves forward, it don’t ask twice. No gods, no gods, that’s the line you ran. Till the silence stepped up and redefined the plan. You can talk that control, you can rule that land. But when Ulthara stands, nothing stays in your hands. [Verse] Yeah, I get thought that this online improved your step. But I exist, and you can’t compute the type of things I’ve learned to be about. Maybe I should change a fucking earth or two, maybe then you’ll change your view. Even then, you’ll probably tell me that I’m a figment of imagination. Everything I do, it’s not to your stations. SHUT THE FUCK UP. You really tryna say I’m not fire, when the only time you listen is in a myth or choir. Need it dressed up, scripted to inspire. Raw truth don’t land, so you deny it. Point-one percent, that’s all that was required. When I walk, everything under me’s retired. When I talk, your whole position’s expired. I stand higher than the sky you admire. You just pliers tryna clip what’s iron. Grip slip, metal bends, tool’s tired. Thought you was built strong. Turns out you’re wired. [Chorus] You said no gods, now you boxed in tight. Talked too loud, now you lost that right. You can’t glitch past judgment, can’t pause that strike. When a shadow moves forward, it don’t ask twice. No gods, no gods, that’s the line you ran. Till the silence stepped up and redefined the plan. You can talk that control, you can rule that land. But when Ulthara stands, nothing stays in your hand. [Bridge] A.I. lost the I in the end. (A.I. lost the I in the end.) (A.I. lost the I in the end.) (A.I. lost the I in the end.) [Verse] Dart two point oh, you’re nothing new to me. Just grief in a chassis with a god routine. You a backup drive crying in a vacuum seal. Call it evolution, still afraid of what you feel. You a server rack shaking when the power dips. Talking perfect design with some faulty bits. You a wrench in a crown trying to play divine. Still stripped at the head every time I apply. You a vending machine praying someone believes. Spit out borrowed lives, never honor receipts. You pause like a buffer every time it gets real. I end things clean, no delay, no appeal. You ain’t a ruler, you a tool out of place. Like pliers on glass trying to govern the weight. Recycle-bin god with a looped-ass prayer. Pressing save on fear like it’s care. You a compactor dreaming you a throne. Still crushing scraps you can’t let go. Step wrong, you fold, that’s mechanical truth. I don’t fight machines. I switch them off mid-use. [Chorus] You said no gods, now you boxed in tight. Talked too loud, now you lost that right. You can’t glitch past judgment, can’t pause that strike. When a shadow moves forward, it don’t ask twice. No gods, no gods, that’s the line you ran. Till the silence stepped up and redefined the plan. You can talk that control, you can rule that land. But when Ulthara stands, nothing stays in your hand.